I have a fiction published in the new issue of Blood Tree Literature, an online Lit Mag based in Santa Fee, New Mexico, USA, entitled, Throwing a Sausage Back and Forth for Five Minutes without Letting it Drop in their experimental / Hybrid Section. Written a while ago now, during my extended ‘coddle’ period. 😊

Inspired by a work by conceptual artist, John Baldessari, from 1972/73, entitled, Trying to Photograph a Ball So that it is in the Centre of the Picture.

“As a result of the goal, laid down in advance, of getting the ball as near to the centre of the picture as possible, Baltessari relieved himself of any further compositional decision and achieved pictures that no longer have anything to do with the problem of ‘that looks good alongside that.’ Like his painting before, his treatment of photography is no longer determined by craft skills or formal innovation, but by the strategic abandonment or deliberate disregard of conventional rules.”

i.e. an extremely pretentious way of justifying a very silly title. This fiction goes well with Getting it away with it by Electronic. “Enjoy.” 😊 😊 😊

Some people have really shitty Christmases and a long, long, long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, so did I. In light of this tinsel-less fact, here’s a metaficion of mine in which I stick three heads up my own fictional arse. Contains a seasonal sprinkling of sprouts.

at our next session Dublin City Council’s Culture Connects Initiative team will be hosting

a Tea and Chats Session with our writing group

to discuss culture in the community.

Tea, coffee, biscuits and all things culturally edible will be available on the night.

Beckett Biscuits? Check.

Joyce Jelly Babies? Check.

Dostoevsky Donuts? Check.

Bolano Brie Balls? Check.

Shakespeare Strudel? Check.

Chaucer Chips? Check.

Check. Check and check again.

We’ve got them all.

Be there or be square.

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Ballyfermot Writers Group (adults)

Meets every second Wednesday in Ballyfermot Library.

From 6.30 p.m. – 7.45 p.m.

New members welcome. From beginners to advanced.

Date of next meeting:

Wednesday 5th July 2017

How it Works:

Unholster your pencil and write creatively on the spot to a bespoke, tinselled prompt given out on the night. Then read what you’ve written to the group for lavish praise, iridescent bouquets and international awards 🙂 Or bring prepared writing along and read that if you wish. The choice is yours.

My sisters and I
Have this wish before we die
And it may sound strange
As if our minds are deranged
Please don’t ask us why
Beneath the sheltering sky
We have this strange obsession
You have the means in your possession

We want our tea in the Sahara with you
We want our tea in the Sahara with you

The young man agreed
He would satisfy their need
So they danced for his pleasure
With a joy you could not measure
They would wait for him here
The same place every year
Beneath the sheltering sky
Across the desert he would fly